Date: Tue, 16 Aug 2011 07:45:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Henry Brooks
Subject: The Twins Secret (incest)
Their seventeenth birthday party was over, and all their gifts were
carefully stowed away. The Grantham twins were nothing less than
fastidious, neat, orderly and very clean. Now they were headed for bed.
They each had their own bedroom, but shared a bathroom, which opened at
each end into their respective bedrooms. The bathroom door was rarely
closed at either end.
They simultaneously used the bathroom for their evening ablutions. They
were fully naked when they prepared themselves for bed, and they never
closed the door or demanded privacy when they dumped a load. They had done
everything together since as long as they could both remember. There was
no reticence between them when it came to bodily functions. They were
created from a single fertilized egg, and they went through life living as
a single individual.
They looked alike; they talked alike; they liked the same music; they liked
the same food; they had the same taste in clothes; they liked the same
teachers; they hated the same teachers; they both wanted to major in
finance when they got to college next year; and finally, they were both in
love with a person of their own sex. That was the one thing they didn't
share with the other, so neither was aware of the other's secret love.
Certainly they hid from each other the fact that they were both gay.
Both boys slept naked. That night Jamie crept into his bed and immediately
fell asleep on top of the covers. He hadn't slept all the night before in
anticipation of today's big event, and he was thoroughly exhausted. His
twin brother, Jason, slipped under his covers and tossed and turned for a
long while and was unable to sleep.
Jamie believed that it must be well past midnight when he became aware that
someone had lain down in his bed with him. Whoever it was that had invaded
his privacy hunkered up to him. It was someone big, a male, not hairy, and
his hands were caressing Jamie's chest and tweaking his nipples. Jamie
could feel a hard cock probing at his buttocks. He was turned on, and his
cock engorged at once. He turned to see who the invader was. Even in the
darkened room, there was no mistaking his bedmate. It was his stepfather,
Carl.
"Carl, what are you doing?" Jamie asked.
"Shhh," was the only reply. Carl leaned over Jamie and took the boy's
erect cock in his mouth. He began to slide his tongue up and down Jamie's
shaft and his lips pumped the penis sensuously.
"This isn't right," Jamie said. "I should be doing this to you. I have
loved you ever since my mother introduced us. I want to suck your cock."
"Later," the intruder said. "I love you too. I only married your mother
to be near you."
"I need you now," Jamie replied, "not later." He twisted around until Carl
and he were in a sixty-nine position, and the boy and the man began to suck
each other's cocks simultaneously. After awhile Carl pulled away and
turned so that he was face to face with Jamie again. He began to kiss
Jamie furiously while he stroked Jamie's cock. Jamie felt his orgasm
growing, but before he could cum, he was awakened from his dream by someone
shaking his shoulder.
"Jamie, Jamie," Jason whispered. What are you doing? If you want to whack
off, use the bathroom so you don't make a mess."
"It took Jamie a moment to get his bearing. Then he said to Jason, "I was
dreaming that someone was jerking me off. It was so real."
"I guess it was," Jason giggled. "Look you've got pre-cum all over your
dick, and you were making a lot of strange noises. I heard you and came to
check on you. Now I'm all turned on. Move over and let's whack off
together."
Jamie thought, well Jason isn't Carl, but I do love him, so what the hell.
He moved over to make room for his other self. As soon as Jason was
settled next to his brother, they began to stroke themselves. Their naked
thighs were touching and they pushed them closer together so that they
could feel more of each other.
The brothers had jerked off in the bathroom with the other present on more
than one occasion, but they had never lain side by side like this, skin
touching, while they pleasured themselves. They turned their heads and
smiled at each other. They continued to look at each other while they
stroked.
It was Jason who made the first move. He never knew what came over him to
attempt such a daring deed. He leaned over, pushed Jamie's hand out of the
way and took over stroking Jamie's cock. Then he leaned into Jamie and
kissed him on the lips. Jamie made no move to stop him. He closed his
eyes and pretended that Jason was Carl. This aroused him even more and
enabled him to cum copiously in Jason's palm. Jason rubbed his brother's
cum onto his cock as he resumed stroking himself. Still fantasizing that
Jason was Carl, Jamie took over the stroking; returning the favor Jason had
given to him. When Jason came, he made little yelping noises. He was
trying to stifle his screams so that their parents wouldn't hear them, and
figure out what was going on.
Jason took Jamie's hand, which was now sticky with cum, and he began to
lick it. Jamie was appalled. "What are you doing?" he demanded to know.
"Man, it's so delicious," Jason answered. "Haven't you ever tasted your
cum?" He offered his palm to Jamie, who tentatively licked his own cum.
"It's not exactly orange juice," Jamie protested. "I love you," Jamie
continued, "but do you think it was right to do what we just did?"
"Sure. Why not? Nobody will know but us and nobody was hurt. Besides,
doing something with you is like jerking myself off. We are one body and
one soul you know."
Jamie pondered what Jason said. Then he asked, "Did you fantasize about
someone when I was jerking you off?"
"Of course I did, but I'm not telling you who it was."
"It wasn't me?" Jamie asked sounding a little hurt.
Jason jumped out of Jamie's bed and headed for his own room through the
bathroom. "No," he said as he left Jamie's room. "It's my secret." So
Jason has a secret fantasy lover too, Jamie thought. I wonder who it is.
He pulled his covers over his naked body, and tried to go back to sleep so
that he could dream about Carl.
**********
Roslyn Ransom got pregnant during her senior year in high school. She had
been dating tall, dark and handsome Ricky D'Angelo since their sophomore
year. They had sex on their third date, and as often as possible
thereafter. Roz thought that they were exclusive, but Ricky was fucking
several other girls who believed the same lie. They got careless one night
and Roz conceived twin boys. When she told Ricky that she was pregnant, he
insisted that she obtain an abortion. She refused, and Ricky quit school,
joined the navy, and was never seen in town again.
Roz gave birth to twin boys two weeks after her high school graduation.
With the help of her parents, she was able to attend a local college and
live at home. She got a degree in nursing and was able to provide well for
her two boys and for herself. By the time the twins were seven, Roz had
matured into a beautiful, confident woman, and she caught the eye of more
than one handsome, single doctor, but none of them caught her eye.
One day, a good looking young man came to the hospital. He was a medical
supplies salesman. Roslyn's heart skipped a beat as she saw him enter the
administrator's office. He reminded her of Ricky. He was a little taller
than Rick, about six feet, two inches. He had straight sandy hair, brown
cow like eyes, and a body that certainly had played football in school.
She made an excuse to enter the administrator's office. Carl Grantham was
sitting in an ante chamber waiting for his appointment. The two looked at
each other and immediately began chatting. Carl made Roz promise to have
lunch with him after his meeting. She agreed.
Their courtship was swift and passionate. Roz introduced him to the twins
on their second date. She feared he would disappear into the sunset, but
much to her surprise, he was delighted. He immediately assumed a father's
role with the boys. He took them to sporting events, played ball with them
in the back yard, taught them how to throw a baseball and a football, and
bonded with them quickly. When Carl and Roz set their wedding day, Carl
arranged to adopt the boys legally right after the wedding. Roz, Jamie and
Jason all became Grantham's on the same day.
When the twins were twelve years old, Roslyn's parents retired and moved to
Jupiter on Florida's east coast. Roz went south with them to help them
settle in. Carl took this opportunity to arrange a camping trip with the
twins. He loved camping out, but Roz would have none of it. The boys were
thrilled about the whole idea. For Jamie, this trip was to be fateful.
The boys had never seen their father naked at home. The beefiest sight
they ever saw of him was in a skimpy bathing suit, not much bigger than a
Bikini bottom. At their private campsite it was men only, so Carl was not
shy about nudity. He peed in front of the boys, swam naked in the nearby
stream with them, and even barbequed hot dogs in the nude. It was here
that the boys learned that the three of them were cut.
In the tent Carl had pitched, they all slept nude. Carl slept in the
middle and the boys slept on each side of him. During the first night Carl
rolled over while he was sleeping and wrapped his arm around Jamie. In his
sleep, Carl thought he was with his wife. Jamie felt Carl's almost
hairless body against his own, and his penis began to erect. He didn't
understand what was happening. He was no stranger to hardons, but he had
no idea what caused them. He hunkered into Carl and rubbed his erection
against Carl's body. He had never felt so good in his life.
In the morning, Carl disengaged himself from Jamie, and this woke the boy
up. Carl stood up and whispered in Jamie's ear, "I gotta pee." As Carl
stood up, it was clear to Jamie that Carl had a hardon. It was at least
seven inches long, and twice as fat as his own developing member. Seeing
it so big and hard caused Jamie to get another hardon of his own. He
determined to ask Carl about it. Carl came back in the tent and resumed
his position between the boys.
Jamie nestled into him, and shocked his poor father by asking, "What causes
a man's penis to grow and get hard? It happens to me all the time."
Carl gathered his thoughts. The boys were twelve years old. The time had
come for "the talk." He wondered how much they already knew. He was
certain that he had whacked off by the time he was twelve. He hugged Jamie
and said, "Let's wait for Jason to wake up, and after breakfast the three
of us will have a long talk about it."
"I'm up," Jason mumbled.
After breakfast, they did indeed sit down together and Carl instructed the
boys in the miracle of sexual arousal, and what it did to the body. As an
afterthought, he threw in the subject of piss hardons. The problem was
that the discussion began after they had washed themselves in the stream,
and the three of them were still naked. Both boys got erections, and as
much as he tried to hide it, Carl did also. Jamie saw Carl with a hard on
several times before the trip was over, and each time, he had a desire to
suck Carl's cock like a lollipop. He had no idea where that thought came
from. He just knew that he wanted to do it.
Two or three nights into the six day trip, Jamie reached for Carl in his
sleep. When he realized that Carl was not in the tent, he awakened. He
was alone with Jason, who appeared to be sound asleep. Stealthily, Jamie
peered through the flap in the tent. The moonlight in the mountainous
terrain was exceptionally bright and he could clearly see Carl lying
outside the tent on the grass. He was on his back. His cock was hard and
he was stroking it gently. Jamie could hear Carl making purring noises.
He was transfixed by what he was viewing, and could not move even though he
was aware that he might be intruding on Carl's privacy.
Every once in awhile, Carl would stop stroking his cock and lie motionless.
Then he would begin again. Finally, Carl's whole body seemed to start
spasming. He stroked faster and faster and then gave out a stifled scream.
A white viscous fluid shot out of Carl's prick and coated his whole chest.
Carl did not move. Eventually, he started to gather up the fluid with his
fingers. He took his fingers to his lips and devoured the fluid. Jamie
was still frozen in place.
After a bit, Carl stood up and went into the stream to wash up. Jamie ran
back to his sleeping spot and pretended to be asleep when Carl came back
in. His brain was going a mile a minute. His cock was as hard as a rock.
He wanted so much to tell Jason and share all this with him, but something
deep within him, advised him to keep his secret. He had no idea what or
why this was a secret, but in the not too distant future, he would realize
that he was gay and that he was in love with Carl.
**********
On the morning after the twins' sexual encounter, Jamie woke early. He was
thinking a mile a minute. His brain hadn't been clear the night before,
but it was clear enough now. He had known for some time that he was gay,
and this was something he kept secret from Jason. An even bigger secret
was his passion for his stepfather. It was now clear to Jamie that Jason
had seduced him last night. The two boys had developed from a single
fertilized cell, so it was reasonable to assume that if he was gay, Jason
was also. The idea that Jason might also be gay excited him, and he vowed
to come out to Jason and see what happened next. He also knew that his
secret love had to remain secret. He got out of bed, ran through the
bathroom and entered Jason's room.
Jason was lying in bed above his covers. He was naked and his cock was
hard. He was also wide awake. Jamie sat down at the edge of Jason's bed.
"I've got something to tell you," he said. "Promise not to hate me."
Jason smiled at Jamie. "You don't have to say anything. I know. Me too."
Jamie leaned over and kissed his brother on the lips. Jason returned his
kiss and at the same time reached for Jamie's cock and began to fondle it.
"I think you'll like this better," Jamie said. He leaned over and took
Jason's cock into his mouth. He pretended he was sucking Carl's cock, and
he brought his soul mate to a quick and passionate conclusion. Afterwards
they lay wrapped up in each other's arms, and rubbed their cocks together.
It was summer and school was out. They heard their parents leave for work,
and they spent the morning in bed making love. "Hold on a minute," Jason
said early in their love making. He jumped out of bed and went into his
parents' room. He opened the drawer in the table next to Carl's side of
the bed and found his prize, a tube of lubricant. That morning they fucked
each other for the very first time.
When they had satisfied themselves for the moment, they showered together.
"I gotta know," Jason asked, "when we make love who do you fantasize about.
I swear if you tell me, I'll tell you."
Jamie hesitated. He thought long and hard. He had never held back
anything from Jason and wondered why he was holding back now. After all,
his feelings for Carl were just a fantasy. Nothing had happened nor would
it ever.
"Promise not to laugh?" Jamie asked.
"I promise not to laugh unless you tell me that your secret love is Donald
Duck."
"Jerk," Jamie laughed himself. "It's Dad. I think I have wanted to have
sex with him since the day we met him."
"I don't blame you," Jason agreed. "He's quite a hunk for an older man."
"So," Jamie said, "it's confession time. Who do you fantasize about?"
"This should come as no surprise to you," Jason said, "but I'd give my
right arm to suck our father's cock."
**********
The twins were determined to seduce Carl, and they made a pact to do so.
All they had to do was wait for an opportunity, and their patience paid off
a little over a year later.
They were starting college in a city twelve hundred miles away. It was not
possible to ship everything they wanted to have with them so Carl said that
he would drive them up in his van. There would be room for everything and
they would have fun during the two day drive. The three of them hadn't
been alone since their camping trip six years earlier. They would have to
stay overnight in a motel, and the twins planned their strategy. They had
no idea if Carl had ever had sex with a man, but they were determined that
he would not leave that motel room a virgin to male sex.
The first thing they planned to do was to come out to him during the
drive. Hopefully, he wouldn't hate them, and they could proceed from there.
Since they didn't know how he would react, the twins said that they would
drive going to school because Carl would have to drive back by himself.
The truth is that they didn't want him at the wheel when they presented him
with their shocking news.
Jason was driving and Jamie was beside him. Carl was spread out on the
back seat. It was a hot and humid day. They were all wearing shorts, and
when Jamie glanced back at his father, he could see one of his balls
peeking through the shorts. Carl was not wearing underwear and Jamie
became aroused. They waited until they left the city and had entered the
turnpike to spring their secret on Carl.
"Shall I tell him now?" Jamie asked Jason. Jason nodded and shut the car
radio. Jamie turned to Carl in the back seat. Carl sensed that something
was up and he looked back at Jamie expectantly.
"We have something to tell you," Jamie said and he waited for Carl to say
something, but Carl remained silent. "Jason and I," he continued, "well,
we're both gay."
"I thought you were going to tell me something I didn't know," Carl said
looking quite bored. The twins were shocked.
"You know?" Jason asked. "How do you know?"
"It's pretty obvious, at least to me. Maybe your mother is blind to it,
but I have suspected for some time. First of all, you are both very
handsome jocks and neither of you dates or has a girl friend. Second, you
can't wait to go to bed after dinner. Do you think that's natural for teen
agers?" Carl hesitated, "OK guys," he said, "You're making it together,
aren't you?"
The boys were too shocked to respond so Carl continued. "Actually," he
said, "I'm glad that you are doing yourselves, instead of being exposed to
all kinds of sexually transmitted diseases. Besides you are so close, a
third party would have trouble breaking your bond."
"God, Dad, we were so afraid to tell you," Jamie muttered. "Thanks for
your understanding. I don't mean just for understanding about our sexual
orientation, but about our love for each other."
"I love you both so much," Carl managed to say. His voice was choking.
Did you think I would condemn you or judge you?"
They rode in silence for several miles and then Jamie asked, "Dad, have you
ever had sex with a man?"
Carl was not disturbed by the question, but he wanted to know why Jamie
asked.
"Because you are just too damned understanding about this whole thing."
Carl smiled at Jamie. "When I was a kid, I had a friend. We experimented
a little, but after awhile he decided to cool it. Living gay is not the
easiest thing in the world."
"You never did it again?" Jason asked.
"You guys sure are persistent," Carl chuckled. "Yes, I did have sex with
men a couple of times, before I met your mother. Maybe a lot of guys will
never experience it, but if a guy tells you he has never thought about it,
he is a liar and a hypocrite.
"Did you enjoy it?" Jamie asked.
"You're never going to give up, are you?" Carl sighed. "Yes, guys, I
enjoyed it very much. A woman does things out of a sense of obligation. A
man does things because he enjoys it and wants to do it."
"You mean like sucking cock?" Jason asked jokingly.
"You hit the nail on the head," Carl laughed. Jamie could now see that
Carl's cock was erecting fast and his shorts were tenting so much he was
afraid they might rip. The groundwork had been set and the twins wisely
dropped the subject lest they find themselves beating a dead horse. Carl
was obviously aroused and they wanted him to stay that way.
The motel room had two queen sized beds. Instinctively Carl threw his
overnight bag on one bed and the twins threw theirs on the other. Before
going out to dinner, they showered individually. The shower was too small
for more than one at a time. The bathroom door remained open and it
escaped nobody's attention that Carl was having a hard time staying soft.
The boys didn't try to hide their erections. They even grabbed at each
other in front of Carl. Their father remained stoic and said nothing.
Jason resumed their earlier conversation.
"Tell us about your school friend and about the guys you slept with before
you got married. What were they like?" Jason asked suddenly. Carl had
taken out fresh clothes for the evening, but he lay back on his bed naked
and began his narrative.
"My friend Shelly and I were about fourteen when we started fooling around.
I had a sleepover at his house and he only had a standard bed in his room.
When we were in bed that night, we began to explore each other's bodies. I
don't remember why we did it or what started us out, but I remember we
fondled each other and it felt so wonderful. We got hard of course and we
jerked each other off to conclusion. Each time we got together after that,
we took it a step further. We tried oral and anal and settled on anal as
our favorite sport. We were always available to each other and then one
day Shelly was busy. He was busy a lot after that and he started to hang
out with a new crowd. I didn't like those guys and I wasn't invited
anyway. Our affair and my sexual activities came to a screeching halt."
The twins were now sitting on Carl's bed listening intently. They were
naked also and they both had erections. They didn't say anything so Carl
continued.
"Shelly and I stopped being friends. I heard that he had to get married
when he was seventeen because he knocked up a girl. At least he didn't
abandon her like your biological father abandoned your mother." That stung
the boys a little but they didn't say anything.
"What about the guys you had adult sex with?" Jason asked boldly.
Carl got a huge smile on his face. They were both great experiences.
Whenever I travel on business, in the evening I usually have the company of
one of the local men I am trying to sell. Most of them take me to strip
joints and want to fix me up with a girl, but I always tell them that I am
married and I don't cheat on my wife. That's the truth. I even told then
that before I met your mother. This one time, the local took me out to a
quiet dinner in a very dark, intimate restaurant. During dinner I felt his
hand on my knee. I nearly panicked, but I got hold of myself. I didn't
push him away and his hand travelled further up until it was resting on my
crotch. I am only human and I reached over to feel his crotch. I was
shocked. His cock was out of his pants, hidden under the table. I pulled
my hand away and told him to put his thing away, and we could continue in
my hotel room. We had a wonderful night, but I must assure you guys that
it wasn't love. It was only me giving into lust."
By now all three men were hard as rocks. Carl continued. "The only other
time was about three months later. I went to Cincinnati for a few days.
Actually I concluded my work in two days but I stayed an extra two. I was
alone in a doctor's office showing him what I could do to enhance his
practice when he asked me what I could do to enhance his libido. I
rationalized that I needed to have sex with him to make the sale. I was
wrong. He told me later that he was ready to give me a big order, but he
was hotter for my body. It turned out that he was a great lover. He
insisted on giving my prostate an examination. He did, and he examined me
several times. I met your mother shortly after that, and so I never fooled
around again."
Carl looked at the boys and smiled. He didn't realize it but his hand was
wrapped around his cock and he was stroking it slowly. Before Carl knew
what hit him, Jason pushed his father's hand away and took Carl's cock in
his mouth. Jamie began to tongue kiss his father with all the passion of a
lover. Carl wanted to say something but Jamie's mouth would not permit it.
Seconds later he was responding to his sons' incestual lust. It took only
a few moments before he exploded in Jason's mouth. Both boys scooted down
to drink all their father had to offer.
When it was over the boys lay down on either side of Carl. All three were
on their backs. Carl had not lost his erection and the boys were rock
hard. They were all silent for a long time. Jamie spoke first. "I have
wanted to make love to you ever since our camping trip."
"Me too," Jason echoed.
"Me too," Carl whispered.
Carl sat up, bent over and began to suck Jamie's cock. Jamie began to cry
with happiness. Carl let go of Jamie and turned his attention to Jason.
Jason put his hands on his father's head and pushed him deep into his
crotch. He was about to spurt and didn't want Carl to miss out on one
drop. After Carl swallowed every drop of Jason's cum, he returned to
Jamie, and treated himself to more nectar.
The three lay side by side resting. All thoughts of dinner were out of
their heads, until finally Carl said, "Let's go out to dinner and when we
get back, we can give each other prostate exams. I also think I would get
awfully turned on if I could see my two sons going at it."
Before Carl left to go home the trio made love constantly. They lost count
of the number of times. As he left his sons, Carl looked around their dorm
room and sighed. He knew that they would be a loving couple for life, and
he envied them. It wasn't that he didn't love Roz, but sex with his sons
was so much more satisfying. All he could do was count the days until they
would come home for Thanksgiving and then for a longer stay at Christmas
for winter break.
In the weeks and years to follow, Carl took every opportunity to be alone
with his sons. When they were together, they made love to each other and
grew closer and closer. Neither son ever lost his childhood fantasy about
making love to his father. In fact, each time they did, they desired him
more. It didn't matter how often they made love to each other, Jason and
Jamie never stopped wanting Carl. This uncontrollable desire was no longer
a secret they kept from each other, and it did not diminish the love they
felt for one another. In fact it solidified their bond, which nothing in
the world could ever change.